Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 09, 2010
Friday, October 01, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Left in the Twentieth Century
I left the Twentieth Century
and you lay there beneath me your
words, unhappy when you fell asleep.
Hear is everything I can do about it.
Feel hopeful. Face your
beauty that I must start
to rescribe it, hope here the thing
I do will make you happy while
you sleep.
and you lay there beneath me your
words, unhappy when you fell asleep.
Hear is everything I can do about it.
Feel hopeful. Face your
beauty that I must start
to rescribe it, hope here the thing
I do will make you happy while
you sleep.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
To have and to hold till death does ðe part
Haves argue amongst themselves over the best method of preserving what they have stolen from have-nots and stealing whatever little remains to them; however, in the end they always manage to do it anyway.
Have-nots always argue amongst themselves over the best method of stealing what little they have from each other; however, in the end haves take all of it.
Still
death comes calling to take it all
not one atom of matter remains
not one glimmer of thought remains
not one passing spirit wind remains
not even remains remains
and our little speck of dust in the middle of nowhere
keeps hurtling along to the nowhere
where not even s he remain s till
Have-nots always argue amongst themselves over the best method of stealing what little they have from each other; however, in the end haves take all of it.
Still
death comes calling to take it all
not one atom of matter remains
not one glimmer of thought remains
not one passing spirit wind remains
not even remains remains
and our little speck of dust in the middle of nowhere
keeps hurtling along to the nowhere
where not even s he remain s till
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Xificurc
Don't cry for me, Argentina, seeing me so grave
This little space was hollow and thundered
By Lucid eccentric, ice broken ground
Father, Father, are you ‽
Mother, Mother, cry, cry!
Michael struggled, cried, moaned
Peter sank deep the golden lance ...
Only One, We're an other alone,
None dare cast the true chance ▽
This little space was hollow and thundered
By Lucid eccentric, ice broken ground
Father, Father, are you ‽
Mother, Mother, cry, cry!
Michael struggled, cried, moaned
Peter sank deep the golden lance ...
Only One, We're an other alone,
None dare cast the true chance ▽
Friday, July 16, 2010
Ordo Præditorum Priorities
Art. 5
The more grave delict of the attempted sacred ordination of a woman is also reserved to the [Roman Inquisition]: ...
Art. 6
§ 1. The more grave delicts against morals which are reserved to the [Roman Inquisition] are:
1° the delict against the sixth commandment of the Decalogue committed by a cleric with a minor ...
—NORMÆ SUBSTANTIALES
The more grave delict of the attempted sacred ordination of a woman is also reserved to the [Roman Inquisition]: ...
Art. 6
§ 1. The more grave delicts against morals which are reserved to the [Roman Inquisition] are:
1° the delict against the sixth commandment of the Decalogue committed by a cleric with a minor ...
—NORMÆ SUBSTANTIALES
Song of my sort
Let the snake wait while
the weed
the writhing
bee
slow & quick
sharp & strike
quiet & wait
sleepness—
threw
met a four two wreck on I'll
the man & the stoned
Composing no ideas
but the thing itself
Revent!
Sex I rage is my power
that splits
and rocks
the weed
the writhing
bee
slow & quick
sharp & strike
quiet & wait
sleepness—
threw
met a four two wreck on I'll
the man & the stoned
Composing no ideas
but the thing itself
Revent!
Sex I rage is my power
that splits
and rocks
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Misses Hippy
Striving 4
precise ambiguity
f just achieving
muddy waters
well ...
Muddy Waters was petty good
precise ambiguity
f just achieving
muddy waters
well ...
Muddy Waters was petty good
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Cocu
Woody, so long, bare
Cuckoo!
Up and woody, I know where
Two ones fall.
Yet I and him are all
His phantasy.
Cuckoo!
I too,
here,
I sing merry as can be
I who dare,
Great and careless love, I laugh at care,
And since
You're gone
Cuckoo!
In woods grow weary,
In scented woods, drowsy, call
Cuckoo!
Woody, so long, bare
Cuckoo!
Up and woody, I know where
Two ones fall.
Yet I and him are all
His phantasy.
Cuckoo!
I too,
here,
I sing merry as can be
I who dare,
Great and careless love, I laugh at care,
And since
You're gone
Cuckoo!
In woods grow weary,
In scented woods, drowsy, call
Cuckoo!
Woody, so long, bare
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
A is for
A is for Ass
B is for Bum
C is for call me when you want to come
D is for Danny
E is for Ed
F is for (guess this one!)
G is for George
H is for Harmon
I is for my self I guess I'm this one
J is for Jack
K is for Kool
L is for Love which makes all a fool
M is for May
N is for No
O is for OhOhOhOhOhOH O!
P is it self
Q is so queer
R is behind it self in the rear
S is for someday
T is Tom or row
U has now left behind me in sorrow
V is so Vexing
W is so Why
X is the rating for life by and by
Y is still Y
Z en the end
B is for Bum
C is for call me when you want to come
D is for Danny
E is for Ed
F is for (guess this one!)
G is for George
H is for Harmon
I is for my self I guess I'm this one
J is for Jack
K is for Kool
L is for Love which makes all a fool
M is for May
N is for No
O is for OhOhOhOhOhOH O!
P is it self
Q is so queer
R is behind it self in the rear
S is for someday
T is Tom or row
U has now left behind me in sorrow
V is so Vexing
W is so Why
X is the rating for life by and by
Y is still Y
Z en the end
L'amour fatigué
I'm tired of money all the time
I still love love
I still love rhyme
A little twist,
another shout
enraptured pleasure all the time.
I still love love
I still love rhyme
A little twist,
another shout
enraptured pleasure all the time.
Monday, July 12, 2010
The Even Load
I will not try broad reach again,
I will not sale before the wind,
No more my place bereft of men
Earda's farm wi' men thinned
Butt I will sit beside the fire,
And there, to fill my heart's desire,
Put my hand between my thighs,
The last of all our youless he's
Quiet evening kept his tryst:
Beneath an open sky we rode,
And passed into a cloudy mist
Along the perfect even load.
The salt even load that needs
Met O's gush to near the sound
Of waters mingling in the Reids,
And binds my heart to share his ground.
A lovely river, all alone,
He lingers in the hills and holes
A hundred little scents of tone,
Are gotten in the best end roles.
I will not sale before the wind,
No more my place bereft of men
Earda's farm wi' men thinned
Butt I will sit beside the fire,
And there, to fill my heart's desire,
Put my hand between my thighs,
The last of all our youless he's
Quiet evening kept his tryst:
Beneath an open sky we rode,
And passed into a cloudy mist
Along the perfect even load.
The salt even load that needs
Met O's gush to near the sound
Of waters mingling in the Reids,
And binds my heart to share his ground.
A lovely river, all alone,
He lingers in the hills and holes
A hundred little scents of tone,
Are gotten in the best end roles.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Baba Zumbi
I never liked hip-hop.
Of all the hip-hop I've previously heard
since some time in the '70s
there were two songs I liked
and I've forgotten both of them.
Hip-hop, basically dance music, I always hated disco.
Current commercial hip-hop is basically misogynistic шitty disco with foul language and buggery thuggery attitude.
So, someone had to come along an' prove me completely wrong.
Here he is: Baba Zumbi & here Zion I Crew
No, I'm not saying he's sell-out commercial, I'm saying he's made music that's witty not шitty and I enjoy listening to.
Three of the first songs of his I've listened to gave me the spine-tingling-emotion thrill thing and off hand I can't think of any current musician that's done that.
Of all the hip-hop I've previously heard
since some time in the '70s
there were two songs I liked
and I've forgotten both of them.
Hip-hop, basically dance music, I always hated disco.
Current commercial hip-hop is basically misogynistic шitty disco with foul language and buggery thuggery attitude.
So, someone had to come along an' prove me completely wrong.
Here he is: Baba Zumbi & here Zion I Crew
No, I'm not saying he's sell-out commercial, I'm saying he's made music that's witty not шitty and I enjoy listening to.
Three of the first songs of his I've listened to gave me the spine-tingling-emotion thrill thing and off hand I can't think of any current musician that's done that.
AMoral Alphabet (excerpt)
D: The Dashing Danny Boy he
Will he do his best for D.
The early bird observed with awe
His back, glistening sweat he saw.
His look was gay, his voice was strong;
His tail was neither short nor long;
His trunk most elongated nose,
Was large enough I would suppose;
His teeth, as O. the Wilde allows
With tongue he covers like a cow's
He often liked and swished to pass
Long peaceful nights smoking' the Grass,
A splash of brute, mad love preferred
To pop in baths without a bird
His creature slimier than the snail
You see at once it will not fail
To joy gladly when he slid
And tumbled (as he nightly did).
Then leave off with the morning light
Returning home; served up just right.
MORAL
If you were born to walk the streets
Remain there; fool around.
E stands for Ego
Will he do his best for D.
The early bird observed with awe
His back, glistening sweat he saw.
His look was gay, his voice was strong;
His tail was neither short nor long;
His trunk most elongated nose,
Was large enough I would suppose;
His teeth, as O. the Wilde allows
With tongue he covers like a cow's
He often liked and swished to pass
Long peaceful nights smoking' the Grass,
A splash of brute, mad love preferred
To pop in baths without a bird
His creature slimier than the snail
You see at once it will not fail
To joy gladly when he slid
And tumbled (as he nightly did).
Then leave off with the morning light
Returning home; served up just right.
MORAL
If you were born to walk the streets
Remain there; fool around.
E stands for Ego
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Algernon
Young Algernon, the Proctor's son,
was playing with his loaded gun
pointed towards space
aimed violently and
blasted there!
His friend who was studying near,
the loud exaltation close heard
and recommended Algernon
be playing with his loaded gun.
was playing with his loaded gun
pointed towards space
aimed violently and
blasted there!
His friend who was studying near,
the loud exaltation close heard
and recommended Algernon
be playing with his loaded gun.
Friday, July 09, 2010
A Trinity
Of three in One and One in three
My open mind was doubting thee
Till Bobby, George, and Kenny met
And all were one in body sweat
My open mind was doubting thee
Till Bobby, George, and Kenny met
And all were one in body sweat
Thursday, July 08, 2010
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
Thunder ParT Not in Lightning
For sake 'n' forking from the old
love for the other lost
runny mouth
complaining all the time
unlike so manly
people
we respect
love for the other lost
runny mouth
complaining all the time
unlike so manly
people
we respect
Sunday, July 04, 2010
US Treaty with Tripoli, 1796 - Article 11; first phrase
Article 11. As the Government of the United States of America is not, in any sense, founded on the Christian religion; ... —US Treaty with Tripoli, 1796 - Article 11
U.S. Congressional Documents and Debates, 1774 - 1875
Annals of Congress, 5th Congress
Pages 3095 & 3096 of 3970
The Barbary Treaties 1786-1816
Treaty of Peace and Friendship, Signed at Tripoli November 4, 1796
U.S. Congressional Documents and Debates, 1774 - 1875
Annals of Congress, 5th Congress
Pages 3095 & 3096 of 3970
The Barbary Treaties 1786-1816
Treaty of Peace and Friendship, Signed at Tripoli November 4, 1796
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Dominique, mon bon Petit fils, garde-nous simples et gais
Dominique, mon bon Petit fils, garde-nous simples et gais
Pour annoncer a nos freres la Vie et la Verite
Pour annoncer a nos freres la Vie et la Verite
Monday, June 28, 2010
To my partner’s queerying eye, I reply
To my partner’s queerying eye, I reply
since we met there’s been no one other than you
and old Writey.
When just a boy his acquaintance I made
his strength held my youth and he gladly gave
since then we’ve been inseparable.
Even you knew when we met long ago
he’d never able keep his hand off me
and time to time
you’ve made his acquaintance too.
Now is he old, gnarled, and worn from long use
I can not abandon him, nor would I
I hope he'll be with me rest of my life
I could not bare it any other way!
since we met there’s been no one other than you
and old Writey.
When just a boy his acquaintance I made
his strength held my youth and he gladly gave
since then we’ve been inseparable.
Even you knew when we met long ago
he’d never able keep his hand off me
and time to time
you’ve made his acquaintance too.
Now is he old, gnarled, and worn from long use
I can not abandon him, nor would I
I hope he'll be with me rest of my life
I could not bare it any other way!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Harmonious Law of Secrets
For a secret to have any value, it will be know by a sufficient number of people that one or more of them will reveal the secret.
Sunday, June 06, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Chapter and verse
“ως και εν πασαις ταις επιστολαις λαλων εν αυταις περι τουτων εν οις εστιν δυσνοητα τινα α οι αμαθεις και αστηρικτοι στρεβλουσιν ως και τας λοιπας γραφας προς την ιδιαν αυτων απωλειαν”
“As also in all his epistles, speaking in them of these things; in which are some things hard to be understood, which they that are unlearned and unstable wrest, as they do also the other scriptures, unto their own destruction.” (2 Peter 3:16 KJV)
“As also in all his epistles, speaking in them of these things; in which are some things hard to be understood, which they that are unlearned and unstable wrest, as they do also the other scriptures, unto their own destruction.” (2 Peter 3:16 KJV)
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
My Martini (Dirty)
Cocktail glass
1¼ oz. Bombay gin
¾ oz. Noilly Prat white vermouth
generic green olive & liquid
3 capers
6-7 ice cubes
Wash hands with soap.
Place 6-7 ice cubes in pitcher or cocktail shaker.
Add vermouth, gin.
Stir.
Strain into cocktail glass.
Pick olive from olive jar by hand with slight amount of liquid and drop into glass.
Pick 3 capers with spoon handle from jar and drop into glass.
Sip and enjoy!
1¼ oz. Bombay gin
¾ oz. Noilly Prat white vermouth
generic green olive & liquid
3 capers
6-7 ice cubes
Wash hands with soap.
Place 6-7 ice cubes in pitcher or cocktail shaker.
Add vermouth, gin.
Stir.
Strain into cocktail glass.
Pick olive from olive jar by hand with slight amount of liquid and drop into glass.
Pick 3 capers with spoon handle from jar and drop into glass.
Sip and enjoy!
Monday, May 17, 2010
My Manhattan
Cocktail glass
Orange twist
Cointreau wash
2 oz. Old Overholt rye whiskey
¾ oz. Martini & Rossi red vermouth
dash Angostura bitters
Luxardo Maraschino Cherry
3-4 ice cubes
Place 3-4 ice cubes in pitcher or cocktail shaker.
Add bitters, vermouth, and whiskey.
Rinse cocktail glass with Coinreau, press oil from orange twist on rim and discard, place cherry in glass.
Stir liquids and strain into glass.
Sip and enjoy!
Orange twist
Cointreau wash
2 oz. Old Overholt rye whiskey
¾ oz. Martini & Rossi red vermouth
dash Angostura bitters
Luxardo Maraschino Cherry
3-4 ice cubes
Place 3-4 ice cubes in pitcher or cocktail shaker.
Add bitters, vermouth, and whiskey.
Rinse cocktail glass with Coinreau, press oil from orange twist on rim and discard, place cherry in glass.
Stir liquids and strain into glass.
Sip and enjoy!
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Sunday, May 02, 2010
Blasted Can is Wend
That little cur
The hellish beast
With gaping one eye
Lies a heap in the east.
That cur slinks low
All the way to the west
All morals he's dropped
Afoot on his chest.
Richly human
Today I will sing,
Of the bastard cur
I'll not think a thing!
The hellish beast
With gaping one eye
Lies a heap in the east.
That cur slinks low
All the way to the west
All morals he's dropped
Afoot on his chest.
Richly human
Today I will sing,
Of the bastard cur
I'll not think a thing!
Monday, April 12, 2010
rekroWorker
Nashing Lee
Nasty Quirk
You don't want
to work
you have
to work
to earn
enough money
to learn
you won't have
to work
in the end
Māmōnā piles
lie cold
Nasty Quirk
You don't want
to work
you have
to work
to earn
enough money
to learn
you won't have
to work
in the end
Māmōnā piles
lie cold
Friday, March 19, 2010
Cerddoriaeth
Musique
i find i prefer jazz as it lets me feel much more pretentious particularly when i can listen to it on a french language station
i find i prefer jazz as it lets me feel much more pretentious particularly when i can listen to it on a french language station
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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